Luyện nghe bài hát Feeding The Mouth That Bites You

Gather ye sinners and a story I will tell
About a man o'plenty we all know very well
He doesn't mind a sacrifice to save his pretty
He'll and conquer, repaint and erase
Anything, anyone, he leads the race
Raise the stars and stripes and steal the fire from
Cut off his people's medidine and supplies and give matches to them

But if he doesn't take the blame, who will condemn?
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the that bites you
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be by your ham

The king is dead, live the king
Little Sam, Brutus is waiting in the wings
Since I wrote the verse, ol' Bill has been dropping bombs
On middle terrorists
Guess we all know what comes around comes
those bombs will be homeward bound
Bounties of will be laid to waste
may win the FU cup but drinking from it leaves a sour taste

In the mouth of ... [repeat